Tag: Jesus
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My Holly Street Home
Once upon a time a skinny teenage girl with long brown hair set foot for the first time on an Idaho sidewalk underneath a row of tall trees in front of a pink brick building on Holly Street and she was home. Those trees are gone. That street is now University Blvd. The pink building…
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Falling From Horses
My husband has heard me say many times that when I close my eyes in death I hope to wake up on the back of a horse. Now if I’m 90 when I die I also hope that something will have been done about my crummy decrepit 90-year old body so I can at least…
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Diesel Brakes
For a couple different reasons I’m going to have to drop you right down into the middle of this scene without giving you the background. You can get the prequel later. In 1978 when I was a teenager, we were living on the first floor of an old 5-story hotel building that had been converted…
